A/N: sorry, short chapter and no Jelsa but it will get there. As always, please read and review! 3

I stare wide-eyed at Anna. Boy talk? I don't know how to do boy talk. I hardly know how to do regular talk. Why would she want to talk about boys with me? I'm sure one of her friends would love to talk boys.

"Are you two dating?" If I was shocked before, I'm flabbergasted now. Dating? Me and Jack? That's ridiculous!

"What?" I sputter. "Me and Jack? Jack Frost? Dating me? That's absurd!"

"Why are you blushing then?" she asks, smirking at me. I immediately go stone-faced.

"I don't know what you're talking about Anna. We would never date. I don't date and he wouldn't date me so no dating. Whatsoever." I don't see why she keeps pursuing this.

"You guys shared a bed! There has to be some chemistry between you two!" She isn't letting this go, it seems.

"Anna, I already told you why we shared a bed and it was completely platonic. Why can't you just let it go?" (I'm sorry I had to)

Anna gets up and looks at me. "So you're saying you wouldn't care if someone asked Jack out, like Tooth?"

"Tooth wants to ask Jack out?!" I realize my mistake immediately. "I mean, that's so great for them. Why should I care about Jack's love life." Well, I failed miserably.

"Aha! I knew you liked him! You wouldn't care so much if you didn't." She's got me here.

"Okay, even if I did like him, why would it matter. It's not like we're going to date. It will be a miracle if we stay friends for the rest of high school. Just leave it Anna."

"Why wouldn't you guys date?"

"Isn't it obvious? He's... Jack Frost, the most popular, and attractive, guy in school! I'm just me, Elsa Winters. No friends. Not attractive. Why would he date me?" I don't mean to, but I let all of my insecurities spill out of my from the past three years.

I'm looking at the floor as Anna speaks up. "Not attractive? Elsa, you're gorgeous. Yeah, you could try a little harder, but you don't know how many times I wished I was as beautiful as you." I furrow my brows at this. Why would she want to look like me?

"Anna, you're adorable and nice and funny and talented. I've always wanted to be you." I've never liked my hair. I've always wanted to be as confident as Anna. I just don't get why she would want to be me.

"Talented? Elsa, I've heard you sing. You could beat anyone. Why is it so hard to believe that you are awesome just the way you are?"

I jump up and hug Anna. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" she asks, confused.

"Everything." I can't explain how sorry I am for pushing her away or how much I have missed her.

We pull away and I say, "So how about a Disney movie marathon with hot chocolate? Snuggle in on the couch?"

"I'd love to." We link arms and head downstairs for some much needed sister bonding time.